“Let’s just get this done,” he said through a sigh.
I was down with that.
We walked out of the room together, me under an additionalburden, this being the burden of Mo’s heavy arm flung over my shoulders.
This burden I didn’t mind bearing.
“You okay?”I asked.
“You’re safe, we’ve fucked twice, I’m good…for now.”
“No, I mean with Tex and the Hot Bunch being here.”
He stopped us halfway down the stairs, stairs that weren’texactly narrow, but they were with me jammed up next to my mound ofhunkaliciousboyfriend.
“The Hot Bunch?”he asked.
“The Nightingale Men, plus Eddie and Ren.Haven’t you readthe books?”
“ThoseRock Chickbooks?”he asked.
“Yeah,” I answered.
“No, I haven’t read those books,” he muttered.
That was probably good.
However…
“Don’t you read?”I asked.
“Icanread,” he answered.
“No, I mean, enjoy reading, for fun.”
“I’m too busy.If there’s time I can, I listen to them.”
I smiled up at him.“Cool.”
He stared down at me.“Are you in them?”
Hmm…
I decided to start by playing dumb.“In what?”
His arm squeezed my shoulder.
He meant was I in theRock Chickbooks.
And he knew I was playing dumb.
To avoid my collarbone snapping, I said, “Kind of.”
“Howkind of?”
“The kind ofkind ofthat’s more like a yes.”
He stared down at me.
